While in Portland the kid set us up for dinner at a local establishment downtown known as the Veritable Quandary.
Fine dining is a pretty rare experience for me these days, but hey, I had a credit card, I was loose and unsupervised in a strange city, and with nearly the whole family tagging along, I figured I might as well go for the gusto.
The dining room.
The bar menu. I got myself a couple of Gentleman's Handshakes. The bartender didn't scrimp on the alcohol, and the kids laughed later at how talkative I suddenly became.
Followed the alcohol with pork shank over mashed potatoes and greens. Excellent chow on a rainy Portland evening.
After I was done, there was nothing left but the plate, two polished bones and a greasy smear. Good.
I hear the place is closing in September to be replaced with a new courthouse. That's a loss. After I pay down the credit card, I'll see about organizing a return in May when I'll be back in town. There was plenty more on the menu I'd like to try.